Chapter 1133 An Yan is pregnant
An hour later, the door to the hospital's VIP lounge was pushed open forcefully, and Zhan Mochen rushed in with a panic look on his face.

Because he ran so fast, his tall figure even staggered a little.

But he didn't care whether he had lost his composure or not. He immediately looked at the woman sitting on the sofa, and then his heart tightened: "Wife!"

The slender woman was sitting on the sofa, holding a report sheet tightly in her hand, but her exquisite face was full of confusion, and her mood looked very bad.

Thinking of the crying voice of the little woman on the phone just now, Zhan Mochen's heart sank, and a bad premonition suddenly arose.

Are the test results not good?
Qin Shu was sitting next to An Yan and softly comforting her. When he heard the voice, he raised his head and quickly stood up to say hello to Zhan Mochen.

"Zhan Zhan, you are here."

"What's going on?" Zhan Mochen didn't dare to ask An Yan directly and looked at Qin Shu with a serious look.

Qin Shu was startled by Zhan Mochen's solemn expression and felt a little uneasy.

Hadn't they been actively preparing for pregnancy before? Why did they finally get pregnant? Neither of them looked very happy?
Mr. An sat there depressedly and didn't speak since she finished the examination. Out of worry, she could only call Zhan Mochen quietly.

She thought Zhan Mochen would be happy, but it didn't look right.

But Zhan Mochen himself was a person with a strong sense of oppression. At this moment, he was staring at Qin Shu with a serious face. Qin Shu didn't have time to think too much and answered honestly.

"Mr. An is six weeks pregnant and everything is normal during the current examination. However, the doctor assessed that the pregnancy reaction is a bit severe. We should pay attention to rest more and supplement nutrition in various aspects."

After Qin Shu finished speaking, Zhan Mochen's tense expression instantly relaxed.

everything is normal.

good, very good, excellent.

But why is Yanyan unhappy?
The joy that Zhan Mochen had just felt was suppressed.

He nodded to Qin Shu: "Thank you, Special Assistant Qin, for accompanying Yan Yan to the hospital. I will take care of her here. You can go back to the company first."

"Okay." Qin Shu agreed quickly.

It was already past lunch break, and there was a meeting in the afternoon. One of her and Mr. An had to go back and chair it.

Qin Shu returned to An Yan and said softly: "Mr. An, you will go home and have a good rest in a while. I will be with you in the company."

Hearing the sound, An Yan finally raised her head, her blank eyes focused.

Looking at Qin Shu's worried face, An Yan felt a little guilty: "I'm sorry for making you worry. The company will take care of you first. I will go back to work on time tomorrow."

"This is all what I should do. Your good health is more important than anything else right now."

After Qin Shu finished speaking, he handed some other checklists to Zhan Mochen and carefully conveyed the precautions given by the doctor before leaving.

As soon as Qin Shu left, An Yan and Zhan Mochen were the only two people left in the VIP room.

Zhan Mochen walked up to An Yan, carefully sat down and hugged her: "Wife, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"

"I..." An Yan lowered her eyes and looked at the long, slender hands on her waist, feeling a little complicated.

Call her unhappy, that's for sure not.

They had been waiting for this child for so long and worked hard for so long to get this child. How could she be unhappy?
But thinking about her physical discomfort these days, An Yan couldn't help but be afraid.

Last time, she welcomed the arrival of her child with joy, but in the end she didn't keep it.

This time...

Thinking of the long ten months of pregnancy and childbirth in the future, An Yan couldn't control her random thoughts.

Zhan Mochen was anxious when he couldn't wait for An Yan's response.

He raised his hand to lift An Yan's face, letting her look directly into his eyes, and patiently coaxed her in a mute voice: "Honey, are you worried about your child? Look at the check list, the doctor said everything is fine... "

An Yan's clear eyes focused on Zhan Mochen's handsome face, and finally discovered the anxiety he tried so hard to suppress.

The deep worry in his deep eyes was like a ray of light refracted through the dense clouds, breaking through the layers of confusion in An Yan's mind.They have worked hard for so long and finally have a baby again. Why should they worry about gains and losses?
Not only did she scare herself, but she also made her beloved man worry about her.

She was so inappropriate.

No matter what happens in the future, at least at this moment, they have the little baby they have always longed for.

With a thought, An Yan's mood suddenly brightened.

She relaxed her eyebrows, raised her arms to hug Zhan Mochen, and snuggled tightly into his arms.

"Husband, I'm very happy. It was just... just a little too much of a surprise."

A smile appeared on An Yan's beautiful face, but she felt a little uncomfortable when she said this.

Zhan Mochen heard the guilt in her words.

But as long as his wife's mood gets better, he won't expose her.

He lowered his head and kissed An Yan's forehead, and smiled fondly: "That's good, we will tell the three little ones and grandpa and grandma the news soon, and give them a surprise."

"Well, they have been waiting for so long, so we should tell them sooner."

An Yan nestled in Zhan Mochen's arms, her originally hesitant heart settling down little by little.

She really shouldn't be imagining things.

This time, it's different from before.

She is no longer lonely and helpless across the ocean, and there are no misunderstandings between her and Zhan Mochen.

Everything in the future will definitely get better and better.

After An Yan's mood calmed down completely, Zhan Mochen carried her out of the hospital, and the sunset just happened to shine on them.

The sunshine in early summer is dazzling but not burning. It turns into fine golden light and spreads between the sky and the earth, making people feel suddenly brighter.

The last bit of depression in An Yan's heart seemed to melt away in the sunshine, and the joy that had been covered up by worries finally emerged freely, blooming with radiant beauty between her brows and eyes.

Coupled with Zhan Mochen's handsome and god-like face and his powerful and eye-catching princess hug, the two of them walked out of the hospital outpatient building with a 100% return rate.

Passers-by looked at them with envy, and those who recognized them were even more amazed.

"I have long heard that Mr. Zhan loves his wife very much, but this is too exaggerated. She is always in his arms when we walk. I am so jealous of me!"

"I'm not only envious, I'm also envious and jealous. I don't know if I'll have a good pregnancy in my next life!"

"But why did they come to the hospital? Isn't Mrs. Zhan sick?"

"How is that possible? Look at Mrs. Zhan's radiant face. Does she look like a patient?"

Passers-by talked and speculated a lot, and their eyes followed them closely.

Although those whispers were not very clear, An Yan could still hear a few words.

She couldn't help feeling ashamed and embarrassed, and tried to push Zhan Mochen away: "Hurry up and let me down!"

Zhan Mochen's arm muscles held up the sleeves of his suit. His strong and powerful arms did not move at all. He only slightly curled his lips: "My wife, I can hug you as much as you want. Don't worry, they don't have the guts to laugh at you." ."

An Yan: ...

Is it a matter of laughing or not?
This is a very embarrassing issue to spread. It’s not like she doesn’t have legs!

She doesn't want to be trending because of the topic "Mrs. Zhan is pampered and needs to be hugged when walking"!

But Zhan Mochen didn't care.

What would it be like to be watched?So what if it’s a hot search?
The fact that he loves his wife is aboveboard and should be made known to the world.

(End of this chapter)

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